Missing

Following a great evening at an art reception last night, we were faced with the cold reality that our car had been stolen from its space in the parking lot.
After the inconvenience of calling the police, the insurance company, the credit card companies, and renting a car so we could drive the 180 miles home, hours later we were safely home.
As we were going to bed, we thought, bottom line...
"At least it's a missing car that we're looking for, not a missing person."
Perspective is so important.
(I'll let you know if and when they find our car.)